1 shot Through the mists For the marching band To a triumphant Start Time stops, and the roar From the crowd stills Once again, never again Given a year I muster All my strength For this night I see within A sanctuary which I shall lose myself Upon Those patterns Engraved inside
I forwarded Until dawn And the scene Flashed in the Brisk morning air Whilst Glittering gunpowder Gently fell atop My bowlerhat Giving it, a Bitter sweet smell.
Fresh Was the sound Of trumpets guiding us Navigating the Distant horizon
Glimpsed the rain I closed my eyes For a seconds Slept, without A moment’s remorse
Here, I saw The fire walk On waves, counting #1, 2 and 3 I saw The touch that We so seeth Fire, caress me
Awake… I found myself In the middle of everything "A mud pond?"
Marching, suddenly Raising my rifle against The glaring of the storm Destroying what was left Of my very legs All for this One chance to Set the fire ablaze! Time resumed And the bubble burst Kalinka was sung And the crowd roared Once again, never again
Eccer, this is a difficult , very lyrical piece of poetry with lots of substance and volume.
It needs to sink in for a while as I have to answer various questions first to myself and thereafter
ask you, if totally astray.
To these questions belong:what stands "the bubble burst" for, why did there was one chance to set the fire ablaze and what does it stand for?
Eccer, you blew my mind. But this challenge must be faced,lol
Hi amaryn, "The bubble burst" is basically what every entertainer/performer/athlete etc... forms to shield himself from any surrounding distraction, to put an complete focus on the ask ahead.
This piece is an spin off, kinda. Of my service time in the army, it describes the war within so to say. And I wanted to put some scenery to it, so I created some old war esque kind of a thing... and I think it worked somehow. Let me show you a video, to give you clue about what I did there and why I mentioned kalinka at the last stanza xD http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QtsAGzuGfQU